Our oldest daughter, Miss10, is a bit of a klutz. So far she’s managed to injure herself, in one form or other, every day of the holidays. Yesterday, while mucking about with her cousins and younger siblings, she jumped off our small retaining wall but seemed to change her mind midway through the manoeuvre.
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“Our bowling scores were really bad,” Master22 told me after he’d gone along to his local AMF bowling centre. He sounded a bit miffed. “I don’t know what’s happened. I was better at bowling when I was in school. I definitely need to practice.” Funny, I don’t remember any talent scouts knocking down our door…
“I got nothing done today,” Tracey complained to me when I arrived home last Monday.
Monday’s are Tracey’s workhorse day for working on her photography business – a day for editing on Photoshop, ordering, meeting brides and doing book work. It’s also the one day a week she has no kids, with our lot either at school or day care.
Tracey’s idea of getting nothing done is a little different to mine. When I say it I mean I watched Youtube videos all day and struggled to make a sandwich for lunch: she just means she’s still got work to do.
“Well, do you think it’s time to put the kids into day care for a second day?” I asked.